Friends, my new book, Decades: Selected Poems, will be available at the end of the month! So, I thought I’d share another poem from the book.
“Wrack Zone” was written while living on the desolate coast of Humboldt County, California, seventeen years (yikes!) ago.
Decades is really an autobiography filtered through poetry, but the life depicted is as an observer, a witness, to changing light and seasons, and there’s a subtle narrative to the changing light and seasons within the observer, as well as an increasing sense of a spiritual reality.
I hope you’ll buy a copy!
More details to come…
—JM
Wrack Zone
It’s the ocean
sounding out
a panic
I otherwise
couldn’t
pronounce.
Ouroboric
vowel fixed
to a low sky’s
loop of
variable white.
•
Decayed
rope of
bull-head
kelp
distends
from tide-
tamped
sand.
Mind
mirrors
that surface,
shape,
the moment
I imagine
if I thought
far enough
I’d leave my
face.
You had me at “Ouroboric.”
"if I thought
far enough
I’d leave my
face."
Well done! This is going to stick around with me for a while.